by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
I thought for a split second that I was going to cut out two novels from this projected six novel project, but it occured to me nearly instantly that there was a way to save the books. The next two books in the first trilogy, which is more like Mare of Easttown than Stieg Larsson’s Millennium series, continues the themes in the first book.

The next book I’m going to work on is about an abducted baby. In fact, I may even reference that in the title of the novel. Maybe. Everything is very fluid at the moment. All I know is I’m looking forward to using the characters I’ve come up with in two new stories. It will ultimately be five new stories, once this project is done.
What’s more, we’re going to see these same set of characters change over the course of 25 years.
Of course, I need to hurry up, otherwise, I’m going to drop dead before I finish the project. I would like to work on some other novels — and screenplays? — as well. I say this, of course, just as other people my age are checking their watches and thinking of retirement.

I’ve always been a late bloomer. That’s kind of my curse. But I’ve got a lot of real world experiences to draw upon now with these six novels that I wouldn’t have had if I was a normal person and started my novelist journey when I was just out of college.
But I’m not normal. I’m fucked up weirdo who has no idea what he’s doing with this life except he loves to tell stories. And it just has happened later in my life that I feel like I have a hang of how to tell a novel-length story. I can’t help how old I am.
Age, like race or sex, is something immutable (for the most part.) Age is like death and taxes in that respect. But I can tell a great story and so, lulz, all systems go. Let’s rock.
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